“Open the refrigerator; you’re a dick”

I feel like I’m going to pass out. Dizzy and a little nauseous. A general feeling of malaise. I still made it into work today, but I feel that any sudden movements I make will severely rotate the ground 90 degrees and cause the ground to meet with my face at incredible speeds. I’ll do my best to make it to lunchtime and re-assess, but each minute seems like a lifetime.

Friday night was indeed radical because I got to be on the radio. You see, in February I made it onto Wisconsin Public Radio to ask about my broken scanner. I continued my radio legacy on Friday, but this time I was rocking New York instead of Pewaukee. vegasdemilo, in all of her DJ splendor had her final show on Friday and made the correct decision to do it live. She called me around 6:30 as I was finishing dinner. I educated the greater Kingston area about how I got the name Twicketface and later on read one of her journal entries on the air. It was wicked fun. I think I need to keep up this legacy of getting on the air in April, so I might just need to call into WPR again. I think I’d like working in radio.

As for Saturday, the Special Olympics in Waupaca got cancelled, so my volunteering assignment evaporated in the heavy downfall of snow and wind. Farted around with the BBBS website, did a little reading and worshipped the TV for a while. Started a new Diablo II character and remembered how much fun that game can be.

Sunday was a day devoted to my cousin, in celebration of her birthday. Shopping, lunch, bowling, board games, Nintendo, ice cream, dinner, Spoons, end. It was great fun. Also, cruncle. I also would like to add that I won Simpsons Clue for the 2nd time in a row (Bart Simpson with the Saxamaphone in the Kwik-E Mart), with a ‘guess’ as to the location (it was either the Nuclear Power Plant or the K-EM). I’m on a roll and ready to retire from Clue glory with my shocking win streak.

Which brings us to the evil that is Monday.

Grocery shopping tonight and probably watching the Sunday Night Television line-up, as per usual will be on the agenda.

And for the record, I would *not* let a German scientist play with my goodies, even for a flying car.